Prince Vince snuck into the foyer of the city hall, making sure not to make a sound as he made his way to the Main Hall, where the wedding reception was taking place. Having the element of surprise was absolutely necessary if his escape plan was going to work.

He needed to get Lydia's attention without letting his presence known to the slovenly Beetlejuice. Then he would rescue her from this hell-bound marriage and let her know his real feelings towards her.

It was the perfect plan! But how could he get the fair Lydia to notice him?

Lydia's heart pounded like a kettledrum against her chest. For the moment the newlyweds walked through the large double doors of the Reception room, they were surrounded by a large group of Neitherworlders who wanted to wish them congratulations.

Beetlejuice remained oddly quiet for once, so Lydia was forced to thank them each in turn, under the constant observation of Mental. She shook hands and received hugs from Neitherworlders who she had never seen even seen before. With each person she more and more anxious and wondered when her torture would end.

Finally, after ignoring the situation for so long, Beetlejuice actually acknowledged someone with a large grin. The ghost began talking animatedly to an old man who had just approached him. The old man had long white-green hair and large yellow eyes.

"He looks familiar," Lydia thought. "But where have I seen him before?"

The young human girl gave handshakes to a few more strangers before she made her way over to her husband and the stranger.

Lydia realized her thought pattern and couldn't help but blush. "Beej is my husband now." She smiled at the thought. It was hard to believe that she was now Lydia Marie Juice, instead of Lydia Marie Deetz. But she was sure she would get used to it. After all, she had always loved BJ's full name.

Beetlejuice visibly brightened as Lydia drew closer to him. "Babes!"

She walked over to him and smiled, "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?"

Lydia realized that this must have been why he looked familiar to her. This old man was Beetlejuice's uncle! The girl held out her hand to the stranger.

"Hello," She said politely, wondering what 'Lester' would do.

Lester looked at her hand with a raised eyebrow. "Didn't you marry Beetlejuice, just now?"

"Yes I did." Lydia replied slowly, wondering what had brought on the question.

"Then you're a part of my family, now?"

"I suppose so . . ."

Lester's mouth opened to reveal a toothy grin, that reminded her of Beetlejuice when he was fooling around.

"Then that settles it!" He exclaimed in his very hoarse, old voice. "I will not accept a handshake from you!"

Lydia was confused and a little hurt by this announcement, "But why?"

Lester let loose a hoarse giggle that reminded her of Beetlejuice. It was so similar that it gave her chills.

"Because chickieboo," Lester explained. "You're family and I hug my family!" He opened his thin arms and Lydia gave the old man a huge hug, giggling all the while.

Beetlejuice smiled too. The Ghost with the Most loved watching Lyds interact with his childhood hero. At first he had been worried that Lester wouldn't approve of her. But this first encounter had proved quite the opposite.

As Lydia pulled away, she planted a small kiss on the old man's cheek, "Thank you, Uncle Lester."

"What did I do?" Lester asked looking from the young woman to his great-nephew with a lifted white eyebrow.

Beetlejuice shrugged indifferently, "Don't ask me Les. I just married her." Beetlejuice said fighting back a laugh.

Lydia rolled her eyes. Trust the two jokesters not to see something so obvious.

"You've been kind to me, and you've helped me feel welcome." She explained softly. "I feel comfortable around you. . . Besides the fact that you have a good sense of humor."

Lester chuckled. "Where did you find this one Beetlejuice? And where can I get me one?"

"Lyds is one of a kind Les." The Ghost said laughing. "You're outta luck me bucko!"

"Aww, rats," Lester said snapping his withered fingers. "Well in that case, I getta dance with her and be the favorite Uncle! Right chickieboo?"

Lydia nodded grinning from ear to ear, "Sure thing, Lester."

Lester looking right proud of himself as he picked a little black beetle off of the nearby wall, and popped it into his mouth with a sickening crunch. "See you at the feast kids! I get ta sit next to the bride!"

And without another word, the old Neitherworld man, hobbled off, leaving Lydia laughing and Beetlejuice muttering.

"How did he get so PUSH-Y!" The ghost grumbled, with a scowl.

Lydia rolled her eyes, "I could ask the same thing about you Beetlejuice."

"HEYYY," Beetlejuice hollered. "I'm not pushy!"

Lydia decided not to argue with him, and changed the topic quickly.

"I didn't know you had a Great Uncle."

Beetlejuice shrugged, "He's been in prison since before you were born Babes. He just got out yesterday."

Beetlejuice grinned wickedly, "He only pulled the biggest gag of the century!"

"What did he do?" Lydia asked curiously.

"I'll let him tell ya Lyds." Beetlejuice said in awe, completely forgetting the outburst he had had moments before about the same man. "It's just too beautiful for words!"

Lydia wondered what Lester could have done that would impress Beetlejuice so much. It must have been something big.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Judge Mental's screechy voice.

"Now that you've all congratulated the bride and groom, please make your way to the tables so we may begin the wedding feast."

The crowd of Neitherworlders began to slowly make their way to the other side of the room, where two large tables lined the furthest wall. Set upon the tables were exquisite platters of Neitherworld and Human food alike. All dishes were amazing and unique in their own way.

Beetlejuice's tongue lolled out of his mouth and he began to drool. "Wwwoahhh. . . Babes, look at all that food!"

But Lydia wasn't looking at the food. Her mind was in a different place entirely. "Umm. . . Beetlejuice. . . I have to the go to the bathroom."

"Sure thing Lyds. Meet ya, back at the tables in ten." And the poltergeist disappeared with a loud puff cloud.

"Beetlejuice and his theatrics," Lydia thought rolling her eyes as she went past the double doors, and out into the dark hallway. The second the human girl stepped into the pitch black foyer, she shivered. Why was it so cold out here? And . . . wet? The ground was sopping wet to the touch. Lydia lifted an eyebrow. What was going on?

"Lydia. . ." A voice whispered, making her turn around in a full circle. "Lydia. . . Over here."

Lydia followed the voice, to a coffin shaped couch located in the corner of the entrance hall, where she not so long ago had been married.

Sitting on the couch, a dark rain cloud hovering over his head, was Prince Vince. His large dark eyes looked up at her in agony.

"I'm too late. . ."

Lydia didn't know what to say. There was nothing to say.

"You're already married . . . aren't you?" The distraught Prince cried, bringing his hand up in front of his eyes.

"Yes," Lydia answered her voice barely above a whisper.

Vince sniffled uncontrollably and let out a sob. Lydia slowly sat down next to him and immediately got soaked down to the bone from the storm cloud. She trembled, as her body began to feel numb. This was a bitter rain that pelted them.

Lydia placed her hand on Vince's back and rubbed small circles in a consoling manner. She hadn't meant to hurt anyone, but it seemed she had.

Thank you for your patience, comments, story favs, and watches. You guys are the best!

I had a blast writing this chap! Oh my gosh! I love Lester and Vince! Golldarn~!

Also the song that Lydia sang is a mix of, "You'll be in my heart" and "You'll be in my heart reprise," From Disney's Tarzan. I changed some of the words around so it would work, but other than that it's all there.

Please drop me a review and let me know what you thought of the chapter.

Wow this one was really good! Lol I love Lester! Oh poor Vince, "always a dollar short and one day late" I am glad at least that he did not do something harsh or rash to Lydia. I love the alternate version of the Tarzan song that you put in here so good and so true for Lydia and Vince !

I honestly didn't think Vince had it in him, to do something to either Lydia or Beetlejuice. He's too much of a sweetheart. Not to mention, with all the trouble coming ahead, it wouldn't do for Vince to be against Lyds and Beej. . . They'll have enough on their plates without him coming after them. lol